Kriger (2018) s01e03 Episode Script

I need you to find Tom.
This bitch is here to taste a real man's cock.
Memorize the code on the back and throw it away.
It's your hotline to me.
- I can't bail you out.
- I get it.
I'm on my own.
In a couple of days, we'll receive a delivery from Italy.
A big delivery.
300 kilos of dope straight from the mob.
We're arresting you for the assault of Anders Rasmussen.
The big delivery is due soon.
If you want to know where and when, let me out.
You're here because you assaulted an officer.
Your colleague hasn't got jackshit.
Get him to pin it on Mads and I walk.
- Why do you want it to be Mads? - I just want to nail the right guy.
- No hug for Peter? - Louise is late.
As usual.
That's what she said.
That's not funny.
- Of course it was funny.
It was! - No, it wasn't.
There she is.
See you in there.
- Hi.
- Sorry.
sorry! - Hey, buddy.
- Sorry.
It's okay.
Let's go, Max.
Can't you stay a while.
Just a while.
Do you have to go? Listen I'm sorry I've been such a sulky jerk.
- I'm sorry.
- Don't apologize.
I'll go down there and get this war business over with.
- And you'll get that Tom fella.
- What are you talking about? About you.
Look after Mom while I'm gone.
I can try.
Come here.
I love you.
I love you.
And when I come back, we start over.
- More Max.
- Bye.
More you.
More sex.
More of everything.
And a baby sister perhaps? Or four more boys to play soccer with.
Deal? WARRIOR Look at the two morons behind me.
They've been making money on the side.
A modern leader would probably hug them.
But that only creates frustration, just like out there in society - that wants us to love the loser, help the ape peel its banana.
And the result is that everyone fucking hates each other.
Get the fuck up! Here at our place they get a beating.
Because then you know that we know that you messed up.
Well, fucking soldier boy? Alright! Way to go! - He likes it.
- He wants more.
What the fuck are you doing? Little whore.
Good job, Red.
That'll teach him! - He's still standing.
- So? Stop, Red.
Pick him up.
We could go on about surveillance and security - but after the break we'll talk about interrogation.
Let's take 10.
Hi.
Hi.
Do you have a minute? I've noticed how you've played Anders.
It's not a pretty sight.
But I assume it's because you want CC out.
Right? - And CC's your guy? - Yes.
- How could you? CC? - He's the guy for it.
- Even after all that's happened? - Yes, I do.
It ends here.
Do you know who supplies Tom with drugs? The Italians.
They run the depot, led by Marcello.
Tom's working with the Italian mob! There's a huge delivery coming.
CC is at the heart of it! He can give us the time and place.
We're this close! We're talking about 300 kilos of drugs.
You have two days to come up with something tangible.
Family.
It's not about whom you share blood with.
It's about whom you're willing to bleed for.
You're one of us now.
Does you tummy hurt, Mads? - Cheers.
- Cheers.
Congratulations, man.
Looks good on you.
You're up next.
You're doing a good job.
That's a good Valhalla.
Look at her lying on her back.
Copenhagen, you old whore.
Ready to be fucked by the big bad wolf.
Some of the guys are miffed.
They think we're moving too fast.
But I need you.
How many men have you killed? People think you feel guilty about the dead.
But you feel guilty about how good it feels to kill someone you hate.
It's one of your strengths.
You know the price of crossing the line.
And yet here you are.
But another one of your strengths, which is just as important - is that you've been one of them.
One of the normal ones.
The apes I have around here wouldn't be normal - if you medicated and lobotomized them.
They don't have it in them.
But you do.
You've got it, CC.
And I want to see you reaching for the gold together with me.
Are you in? Tomorrow we'll meet with the Italians to plan time and place.
- It's a big day.
- Do you want me to come? It's leaders only.
Let's go flash the vest.
Did you try it on? - Does it look good on you? - Very.
Well done.
Thanks.
- When is Tom meeting the Italians? - Tomorrow.
- Where? - I don't know.
- But aren't you going? - No.
It's leaders only.
I have to know when and where.
- You have to go to that meeting.
- I can't just demand You'll have to find a way.
Find a way.
Hi, Henrik.
I just talked to a friend on the force.
I'm not looking for a confession.
I couldn't care less what you're doing.
But I would like to know Are you joining a gang? - It's not what it looks like, Henrik.
- Okay.
Then what is it? - Huh? - I can't explain it.
Did I help you on the construction site for this? To help make you a biker? You're my friend.
I love you, God damn it.
You've always been there for me, now ask me for help! I don't need help.
- You don't need help? - No, I don't, Henrik.
Fuck you.
I think we should paint it mat black.
- Yeah, it'll give it some - Where's Tom? - What? - Did Tom leave? - How should I know? - Aren't you going to the meeting? - Yes, all leaders - So you must know if he's left.
You may have your colors, but you should shut the hell up.
Really? Want another beating, little fella? Beating? I didn't exactly hit back last time.
Do you think you'd stand a chance if I did? Bring it.
Hm? Come on.
Let me get this straight.
You're telling me to hit back? - Come, man! - Meyer? Yes? Was that it? - Fuck you, you little whore.
- What's going on? He told me to hit back.
Sorry.
- What the hell, Red? - I'm ready to go.
- Ready? You look like crap.
- I'm ready, Tom.
- CC, are you ready? - Ready.
- Tom, don't fucking - Shut up.
Let's go.
Tom! - What the hell? Hi, Victor.
- Hi, Tom.
- So this is where you're hiding? - I'm not hiding.
I hate pasta.
Just the smell of it makes my stomach turn.
That's a terrible predicament for a man in my position.
Ah, yes.
Look at that.
Look at that piece of art.
Thank you, gorgeous.
Look.
- Do you two know each other? - Everybody knows Tom.
Is that a good thing if you want to run an empire? What the fuck is going on here? I like to look into the past.
Get wiser.
Try to learn, pick the right spot.
What's wrong with the warehouse? The warehouse is good.
It's very good.
Just maybe not right for this.
Did you put the fucking surveillance cameras up? You'll hear from us.
We'll decide on a new location and let you know when and where.
Please, miss, a tartare for the gentleman.
Oh, bellissimo.
This could fuck up the timetable.
Fucking wogs.
If he wants a different location he'll have to check it out first.
We can tail him for the next 24 hours and see what comes up.
- Do it.
Alone.
- That won't be efficient enough.
Let me take Mads.
- Okay.
But no fuck-ups.
- Right.
Ali says the Italians have landed.
He'll find out when they make the transfer.
I just gotta make sure the cops aren't protecting Tom.
Then we'll waste him.
Run, run, run, run! What are you doing here? I'm watching boys playing soccer.
Nothing wrong with that.
Akhmed, you can't be here.
I want you to leave now.
My dad wouldn't let me play.
And now you won't let me watch.
I don't understand what you're getting at, and I'm not interested.
I'm just trying to understand - how Tom can do exactly what he feels like.
Leave now! What is it Tom can do that I can't, Louise? Do you want me to call someone? Should I make a call? To have you picked up.
I'll call for a squad car.
Stay the hell away from me.
If I ever see you near my son, I'll nail your ass.
So tell me what kind of deal you have with Tom.
- Huh? - We don't make deals.
Not with you, him nor anyone else.
Come.
Let's go visit Dad.
What? What did the cops say? They rambled on about the DIY store and my tattoo.
They're fishing.
So you're not nervous? This sucks, CC.
Now the cops are on my ass and doing all sorts of And you're trying to push me out and take my jobs and my fucking colors! - Push you out? What do you mean? - Is it hard to understand? You only got a second chance because I asked Tom to give you one.
- So - So, what? You won't stand a chance if Tom starts suspecting you.
Suspect me of what? Of being a wimp! There.
Follow them.
There.
Cold dinner today, sweetie.
- The spread is too thick.
- Right, it's kinda gross.
It's okay.
- What? - My sandwich.
I can eat it.
No, no, sweetie.
I'll make you another one.
We'll throw out the first one.
I'm sorry, it's not you.
It's just - It's a bit tough at work these days.
- Are they being mean to you? I just don't know if I'm doing the right thing or if it's all my fault.
- Want me to stop? - Yeah, pull over.
- Stay on Marcello.
- Okay.
- And take a picture of the other guy.
- In the light coat? - Yes, take it and send it to me.
- Okay.
Go on.
- What's up? - I just sent you a picture.
- Who is he? - Luca.
Marcello's war minister.
I'll stay with him.
Luca has scouted a concrete plant on Selina Road.
It's perfect.
Easy to survey.
Easy to protect.
I'm guessing the delivery will be made by sea.
- This is where it's gonna go down.
- Good job.
Hey.
Max is sleeping uneasily so we need to be quiet.
Damn it, come on So? The Italians are changing venue.
It'll be at TCC at the concrete plant.
I don't know exactly when yet but very soon.
- Maybe even tomorrow.
- We'll send our guys there.
And there's something with Akhmed He's following the Italians.
I saw one of his boys following Marcello into his hotel.
Akhmed followed me today, too.
He did what? - Does he know about the deal? - I don't know.
- If Tom suspects that, he'll cancel.
- And Finn will cancel the raid.
- What did Akhmed want with you? - I handled it.
Should we call it off? No.
We're doing this.
- Is it you, CC? - Sweetie, you should be in bed.
Hi, Max.
Are you here to play with me? Yeah, I am.
- I've got my soccer uniform on.
- I can see that.
- He sleeps in it.
- Do you have a ball? In the yard! I'll get it.
Sweetie - CC! - Coming.
Hold on tight.
- Say good night to Mom.
- Good night.
You're awesome at soccer.
- I'm not mad at you anymore.
- No? I'm glad.
- I'm mad at Mom.
- Don't be.
It's her fault that Dad left and died.
No, Max.
It isn't.
- She says that it's all her fault.
- Hey, listen to me.
Your Mom loves you very, very much.
And it's not her fault your dad left.
And it's not her fault he died.
It is war's fault.
Go to sleep now.
Good night, buddy.
Sweet dreams.
If we nail this, it's gonna be a white Christmas, so listen up.
Red do you understand? Red, now's not the time for dick measuring.
This is work.
I need to know that you understand what to do.
- Understood.
- Thanks.
If anything deviates from the plan, we pull out, okay? Good.
Let's go make some fucking cash.
See you all later.
Mads, come here.
I have a job for you.
Just slow down here and drop a guy off.
- Hey, Mads.
- See ya.
- What's up? - What did Tom want? - He wants me to get a new car.
- For tonight? Okay, need any help? No.
I don't need your help.
I just thought it'd be fun to do it together.
Hey Are you ready for tonight? Tango 1 entering Field's.
Tango 2 continuing to Bella.
Instructions? Follow Tango 1.
The rest, hold your positions.
Copy.
The cops are tailing us.
How many? They're rotating two.
A red Renault and a blue Polo.
- The red one will turn in a minute.
- Are you sure? Wanna bet? - Wait there we go.
- Jesus motherfucker.
And here comes the blue one.
I love screwing with those fucking duds.
Hey, babe.
- Where's Mads? - He's here.
You can go.
You've reached Mads Mads! Mads?! We briefly lost it in Field's but we're on it again.
- Who's driving the car? - I have no visual from here.
Check the driver.
The driver is a woman.
- Anyone else in the car? - Negative.
Instructions? Back off the target and return to the station.
Get me all you've got on a Joy Petersen, Christianshavn.
Her family relations and their addresses.
Now, please.
The Italians are here.
Team 1, in position? - Team 1 in position.
- Team 2? - Team 2 in position.
- Awaiting arrival of Tango.
Stand by.
Shit! - Mads! Mads? Where is he, Joy? - I don't know.
- Of course you do.
Where is he? - Get lost.
I don't know where he is.
Know what'll happen if he doesn't show up? All I know is A lot is going on! We're having a baby and opening a business.
I don't want him in jail.
Do you want him dead? That's what'll happen if he fucks with Tom.
- The police - They don't care about him! Mads is small fry! The police'll spit him back out, and Tom will be waiting.
Where is Mads, Joy? Where is Mads? I told you I don't know.
Should Tom send his men to Dorthea Road 22 or Rebekka Road 23? Or to Thy? Church Road 18.
I'm the only one who's got his back.
Where is he? Where is Mads? - Where is Mads? - He's at my mom's.
He's at your mom's? Thanks.
Tell him I'm on my way! Tango 1 has arrived outside the plant.
- Get in! - Joy told me to come, but I won't go.
You're ratting them out.
What do you think Tom'll do? And if he finds out you tried to take off? You'll be fucked! Joy is fucked.
Your family is fucked! Get in, Mads.
- Hey.
Keep your mouth shut, okay? - Yeah.
- Do you have something to tell us? - I had to shake off the police.
- Okay.
And did you? - Yes.
Get ready.
Let's go.
- It's me.
- We're here, down by the waterfront.
Hurry up.
It's freezing.
Bring the goods.
Tango 1 is entering the plant.
They'll be there in five minutes.
Luca, we have a problem.
Let's go.
- Team 1, visual of Tango 1? - Negative.
- Team 1, get visual of Tango 1.
- Copy.
Turn back! - Anything? - No.
Team 2, move in on the Italians.
Boat arrived at the dock.
Get your hands up! Hands up.
Get away from the car.
- Hands up.
Keep them up.
- Open the trunk! The trunk is empty.
Tom, run! - Team 1, visual of the shooting? - Negative.
Mads! Mads! Mads.
When I say 'go', you run that way.
- I need my - No! Go.
Team 1, are you at Tango 1? Two minutes.
Tom? Where are you hiding, you little whore? Where are you hiding, you whore? I think I got him.
Here! - Are you okay? - I took a bullet.
Sit still.
It went straight through.
Press.
Where's your gun? - I lost it.
- Grab hold of me.
Let's go.